I start to walk back to the hotel from the fish market and as I am passing this man eating his breakfast in front of his home, he stands up and offers me to share his breakfast with him. Now I am out for a walk after having waffles, bacon, coffee and mango juice, and I politely declined his generous offer. But like my wife, he does not understand the meaning of the word "no". His offer was boiled milkfish, in a soup, with a plate of rice.

And also, there are not many people from the United States that visit this area and I think he wanted to talk with this older guy walking around with a small camera in his right hand. So this is not the end of the story...